Varis Alloro

Short description, with race, class, age and where he comes from.

Varis (111 years old) is an elf from a well known family called Alloro. His family has an old tradition of warriors. This is why they own some lands.

Appearance

He is a male high elf. He is very pretty for human standards, but average looking for an elf.

• Hair: long brown
• Eyes: dark blue
• Height: 1.75m
• Skin: white tanned

He has a studded leather armor. A nice light longsword called Aduial. It is nicely decorated with runes. He also has a longbow and a small wooden shield.

Titles

Varis Alloro has a number of titles:

• Elven titles:
  • Lord Varis Alloro / Condo Varis Alloro
• Heritage titles:
  • Son of Orrian and Aravae / Orriansonye Aravaeson
• Military titles:
  • Captain of the Protectors of the Sea / Hestonil
• Battle titles:
  • Craven of the Skirmish of Dostrait / Orthalos Cinta Othao Dostrait (Given by the elven Assembly)
  • Monster of the Grand Sea (Given by the young dwarves that fled the battle)

Used Names

Marco

In the province of Dostrait he uses the name of Marco, in hope not being recognised as an elf.

Personality Traits

Personality Traits

My friends know they can rely on me, no matter what.

Ideals Aspiration. Someday I’ll own my own ship and chart my own destiny. (Any)

Bonds I am loyal to my Land and may captain

Flaws Once someone questions my courage, I never back down no matter how dangerous the situation.

Other

The short living races are dead bevor you get to know them. So the live of them has not so much value.

Backstory

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Birth

For elves, a birth is one of the most important events. Everyone from the family waits for the newborn child. While the birth is celebrated extensively.

Early Years

As a child, he was trained like most other children of noble birth. He trained with weapons and learned some simple magic. Soon he shows great skills with the bow and rapier, as well as great interest in his families and peoples history.

There are not many Elven children but in may family lived other races whit children (the short living kind). Until the age of 14 I Trained, lernend und played with them. Especially with a human child called Marco. He was my friend and we did a lot together.

After the age of 14 the humans stopped the Standard training. Marco started his apprentice in the same job his father had in our home.

I continued to improved my skills and learned many things. Started to train for my goal to get a command in on of the Big Arcs of the elven fleet. When I was 50 I attended the elven military academy for 30 years and got my first job on one of the ships.

In this time I still was friend wit Marco. He married in(I attended) and he had children (I don't like children). While I was in the military academy he died of old age. I lost my first friend. I was not prepared for that and I swore to myself never to make friend with a short living creature again.

Young Years

As he turned 80 years of age he entered the Protectors of the Sea, with a little help of his father. While it is usually not uncommon for noble children to skip the Milita it is uncommon for them to join one of the Protectors earlier than 100 years of age.

He used his opportunity well and joined a small patrol unit, where he proves his dexterity and keen sight. This is why he was usually tasked with the watch in the crows nest.

Yet still, this ambiguous young elve was not content with the promotions he got. So he signed up for the upcoming invasion of the dwarven lands. He hoped that this would help him to make a name for himself and rise in the ranks.

Family

Varis comes form an old and noble family.

• Orrian Alloro, 680 years old
• Aravae Alloro, 650 years old
• Brother 1, 210 years old
• Aurae Alloro, 175 years old
• Sister 2, 150 years old
• Sister 3, 68 years old

Session 1 - Prologue

After a tough day you rest next to a few trees. As you stand guard a soft voice pushes into your mind. You recognize it as the presence of your eldest sister Aurae. “The Valoriens push a motion to exile you for desertion. Do not come back.” Echo in your head. Puzzled and surprised you respond: “What? Why? I will try to come home.”